“Jackson Dawes He’s as tall as doors, standing in his battered old hat, singing his battered old songs, slapping his fingers down the length of the sand like an upright bass.” Jackson Dawes is an old hand at life on the cancer ward. When Megan Bright turns up she’s unsure of what shes meant to do, what life will be like and why she’s been put on the baby ward. Jackson is the only other person her age but his cheerful, mischievous manner is enough to put her off him; for now. Once Megan gets used to him though it would appear that his warmth and sparkle is contagious and…